The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 269 Onboarding
Most mutants look no different from ordinary people when they are not using their abilities, but there are also special groups among them that are like beasts.

Ordinary mutants can disguise themselves as humans when they are not using their abilities, but this type of mutant cannot. If their abilities awaken after adulthood, it would be fine, at least they would have the ability to take care of themselves. If their abilities awaken during childhood, that would be a disaster.

Because this type of mutants suffer far more discrimination than ordinary mutants, sometimes even some mutants look at them strangely.

Seeing Yang Le's exposed skin, Scott immediately understood why Yang Le was wrapped so tightly. This skin, which was obviously different from that of ordinary people, was obviously not something that ordinary people could have.

"Sorry." Scott apologized honestly. It was hard to imagine what Yang Le, who looked different from ordinary people, had experienced.

"It's nothing." Yang Le quickly rolled up his sleeves, acting like a sensitive person to the fullest.

The King of Cards also put away his cynicism and walked over to Yang Le in a familiar manner, saying, "Sorry, brother. You know our situation is special, so we have to be careful. Let's not talk about those sad topics. What are your abilities?"

The King of Cards flipped his wrist and several playing cards appeared in his hand.

"My ability is to turn these little things into bombs. Of course, don't worry, they are harmless now."

Yang Le didn't say anything, but just raised his hand and pointed it at the potted plant beside the bed. Under the gaze of Scott and the King of Cards, the originally dying plant suddenly became lush and green. Not only that, the plant also grew rapidly to a degree that it would never be able to reach if it grew naturally.

"Wow!" Gambit stared at the potted plant in amazement. "No wonder you wanted to apply for the gardening job, brother. You'd be wasting your talent if you didn't do this."

Scott's voice trembled, and it was obvious that he was also very uneasy: "Is your ability to control plant growth?"

"Yes." Yang Le scratched his head, acting like someone unused to praise. "I can control plants, including making them grow."

"Are all the plants okay?" Scott asked expectantly.

"I've tried all the plants on the market, and I've never encountered one that I can't control." Yang Le said, secretly puffing out his chest with a proud look on his face.

"You're here just in time, brother." Pai Huang couldn't help but put his arm around Yang Le's shoulders. "You're our savior."

In order to be less conspicuous, Yang Le deliberately reduced his height. Otherwise, with Swamp Fire's height of more than two meters, the Card King, who was about 1.9 meters tall, would not be able to hug his shoulders. Now Yang Le's height was only about 1.8 meters, which was within the range of ordinary people.

"So, I passed?" Yang Le asked.

"I think so." Scott smiled and took out a form and handed it to Yang Le. "We are in need of talents like you."

Yang Le felt a little embarrassed when he looked at the form Scott handed over.

"Sorry, I can't write."

This is not Yang Le deliberately playing the victim. Yang Le was originally a college student who didn't even know how he passed the CET-4. His vocabulary is pitifully small, and he relies entirely on the translation function of Omnitrix for daily communication.

In Yang Le's opinion, since there is a translation function, why bother learning English? An ancient person once said: "Learning? Learn shit!" This coincides with Yang Le's idea. Although Yang Le has learned a lot of languages ​​in the state of high-IQ aliens such as Xiao Qibing, they are all knowledge of those forms. In order to protect the wearer's brain from damage, according to Yang Le's setting, these knowledge are generally stored in the cloud of the relevant aliens and bound to the genes.

And in his human form, Yang Le is just a bit of a fool, a bit better than Tian Xiaoban. (laughs)
However, in the eyes of Scott and the others, the mere fact that Yang Le couldn't write was a microcosm of the discrimination he faced in his life. He hadn't even received basic education. How pitiful!

"Don't worry, brother, everything will be fine." The King of Cards patted Yang Le's shoulder. "It's okay if you can't write. You can ask Scott to help you. He loves doing these clerical tasks the most."

"That's still up for debate," Scott shook his head helplessly. "But like Rimi said, I can help you fill out the forms. If you're interested, you can also go to the academy and learn. We'll teach you."

"I will." Yang Le nodded, and then began to fill out the form. Of course, Yang Le spoke and Scott wrote.

"First, what's your name?" Scott looked at Yang Le.

Yang Le didn't plan to reveal his real name. After all, a Chinese name is too conspicuous in the country and it is easy to reveal something. Of course, he can't just pick a name casually, otherwise it would be bad if he didn't respond when someone called his name. At this time, the nickname Gwen gave him came in handy.

"Harpy," Yang Le said. "No last name."

"Um, okay." Scott was sweating profusely. Why did he feel that every question he asked would hit a dead end? The card king standing next to him was no longer in the mood to joke. He just played with the cards in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In the following time, Scott asked a question and Yang Le answered it, and there were no more missteps. Being too miserable would only arouse other people's suspicion, so it was enough to stop.

"Okay, Hobby, is it okay for me to call you that?" Scott asked while sorting the documents.

"Of course." Yang Le nodded.

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Scott Summers." Scott stood up and extended his right hand. "Just call me Scott. We'll be colleagues from now on."

After Yang Le and Scott shook hands, the King of Cards came over and said, "Remi Etienne Lebeau, just call me Remi. Nice to meet you."

"You too."

After the three of them exchanged greetings for a while, Scott and Card King took Yang Le out of the small house converted from a container and walked towards the sea. As they walked, they introduced everything about Eisenhardt College to Yang Le.

"That's the mutant paradise." The King of Cards raised his hands and gestured to Yang Le. "There won't be any discrimination or persecution there. You don't have to worry about getting shot in your sleep. It's definitely much better than your life out there."

Scott also smiled: "Just like Rimi said, we are all the same here. You can even take off your disguise, no one will be afraid of you."

"The only downside is they don't have enough to eat," the King of Cards sighed, then suddenly became inexplicably excited. "But once you get here, hunger will be a thing of the past, and those children will be able to have a full meal."

(End of this chapter)